His eyes widened a bit as she put the plate down in front of him. Amanda had cooked quite a lot of food, not that he was complaining. He quite simply was not used to someone making breakfast for him, much less such a big one. His stomach rumbled again and he obeyed its commands, picking up a piece of toast and taking tentative a bite. It was soft, warm, and most of all, delicious. Suddenly, he was wolfing down the food, keeping pieces of toast in his mouth just long enough to taste it before swallowing. He looked up at her mid-bite as she spoke, having been too focused on his food to pay much attention to her, and hesitated. He felt like it might trouble her to cook more food, but his stomach made the decision for him. He nodded. Bacon sounded good right about now.
Her next inquiry almost made him freeze. There were a couple of things wrong with that sentence, a couple of things that made alarms to off in his head. Staying the weekend with a girl he had met yesterday... now that was weird. If he had picked her up in a bar for a one night stand, that would make sense, but that was most certainly not what had happened. But what was really tugging a his mind was the fact that she had said "father" not "parents." This implied that she knew about his family but... how? He had only met her yesterday and she had been nearly hostile to him. Was it a lucky guess? A slip of the tongue? Why the whole weekend? He thought that she was either a slut, a stalker, or a genuinely nice person. As much as he wanted to believe the latter, he simply did not trust her enough. He swallowed the last of his food and tested the waters. "How'd ya know I lived with my father? ...In fact, how did you know about that construction beam that almost crushed me? Or did you just follow me?" Ok, so that was a little more than just 'testing the waters.'
He sighed and closed his eyes, leaning on his elbows. He was deep in thought, pondering recent occurrences, options, possible consequences, and his generous hostess's ulterior motives. Eventually he said, "Alright, I'll stay the weekend of you want me to so badly. On the settee, that is. I can go grab some stuff from my place any time today. And... um..." He looked down, embarrassed and awkward. "Thanks... for everything."